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Anxiety is a monster Inside my mind Its claws scrape my skin. It tongue traces my Clock and rewinds Its red eyes glow When I grin Makes me wonder Who I am? When it’s angry I aspire to change My body vibrates Like a crashing wave. My nails Nip and pick My head spins My hands are in my hair Pulling from the stems. Anxiety you are a beast You live inside me Burrowing deep enough that You are a part of me You are the roots and I am the tree.
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Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 3:31 AM UTC
The silent monster
Anxiety is a monster Inside my mind Its claws scrape my skin. It tongue traces my Clock and rewinds Its red eyes glow When I grin Makes me wonder Who I am? When it’s angry I aspire to change My body vibrates Like a crashing wave. My nails Nip and pick My head spins My hands are in my hair Pulling from the stems. Anxiety you are a beast You live inside me Burrowing deep enough that You are a part of me You are the roots and I am the tree.
Anxiety is a real life struggle that seems to stay in the background. To anyone struggling you are not alone always try to remember that.
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Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 3:31 AM UTC
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